scars never ending
omnipresent like an evil god
inflicting my limbs
with neat stains
as clear as glass.
empty beings rattled with envious creatures
loud, loud nothingness
screaming in our heads.
blood blistered stories
which read dark beginnings
haunted the cold winters
and altered the future
with desires to be close to
the denouement of self destructive energy
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Bethany Louise Rose
2014/15
